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Weekend, Monday, all that...
Nov. 12th, 2007 12:21 pmHad a good weekend with Scarlett. We spent time with Brent every day, although it's all kinda fuzzy now. I know we had dinner once, and we went to a poetry reading Saturday afternoon. It was BLEH! Not just blah, but BLECH! I think Holly is really going to spice things up. Brent is even thinking of reading some Morrison and some of his own stuff, if I can coerce him to go again. We were so unimpressed with the stuff we heard that we left after an hour. I had promised Scarlett she could leave the room early but she was so rude that I made her sit through two poems. She was in there 45 minutes - not because the poems were long, because it took them for freakin' ever to start reading. She was practically scratching my eyes out to get outta there. Brent said he envied her because she got to leave.
So anyway, Sunday morning while I was reading the paper I had severe indigestion, with pain in my chest radiating up into my jaws and head. I freaked out a bit and called Brent to come take me to the hospital. We were there til about two, but the pain proved to be nothing more than an esophageal spasm. I still feel fine, and while the intern and nurse both warned me that it could be an indicator of esophageal reflux, I had that in my teens or early twenties, and it's not like that. I don't have it all the time, or even sometimes. I think it was a fluke.
HOWEVER. It was the kind of wake-up call that Brent needed. And that's all I'm going to say about that right now. Don't mean to dangle anything over your heads, it's just he gets funny about me revealing too much here. He might say "just tell them" so you can see how much we have progressed, so maybe I'll have something to say about it later.
Holly came by last night, as I mentioned. She brought her dog Sydney, who is sweet as sugar, and her mother, who is very nice. They got a brief glimpse of my deer. I'm still a bit numbly overwhelmed with your gifts.
Scarlett and I ordered new glasses today, I'm REALLY looking forward to getting mine. If I can see as well as I THINK I will, I might even start wearing them on occasion. I'm thinking if I wear them on a date with Brent, he'll get a real rise out of it. hehehheh
And that's all the news that's fit to print. For now.
So anyway, Sunday morning while I was reading the paper I had severe indigestion, with pain in my chest radiating up into my jaws and head. I freaked out a bit and called Brent to come take me to the hospital. We were there til about two, but the pain proved to be nothing more than an esophageal spasm. I still feel fine, and while the intern and nurse both warned me that it could be an indicator of esophageal reflux, I had that in my teens or early twenties, and it's not like that. I don't have it all the time, or even sometimes. I think it was a fluke.
HOWEVER. It was the kind of wake-up call that Brent needed. And that's all I'm going to say about that right now. Don't mean to dangle anything over your heads, it's just he gets funny about me revealing too much here. He might say "just tell them" so you can see how much we have progressed, so maybe I'll have something to say about it later.
Holly came by last night, as I mentioned. She brought her dog Sydney, who is sweet as sugar, and her mother, who is very nice. They got a brief glimpse of my deer. I'm still a bit numbly overwhelmed with your gifts.
Scarlett and I ordered new glasses today, I'm REALLY looking forward to getting mine. If I can see as well as I THINK I will, I might even start wearing them on occasion. I'm thinking if I wear them on a date with Brent, he'll get a real rise out of it. hehehheh
And that's all the news that's fit to print. For now.
